"Oh Fuck!!!" Ellie screamed as I banged into her from behind. The caramel skin of her ass slapped against my thighs as I thrust harder and harder into her. Yes, I was fucking this girl as hard as I possibly could... in the middle of my classroom.
When we were done, Ellie dressed quickly in her school uniform then turned those hazel green eyes on me. "Well that was fun," she told me with a smirk.
"Yeah, it was a blast." I winked at her and she giggled. She took a step closer to me tugging on the folds of my blazer and pulling me down to kiss her soft pink lips. I fell into it same as always absolutely hypnotized by her. The smell of apples and sex wafted through my nose only arousing me all over again. Fuck, this girl. Ellie Winston was a student at Winston Prep, and the daughter of the Dean. And me— I happened to be her history teacher. Before you start thinking how wrong this is and how I'm going to hell, you need to know the back story. This whole thing started about a month ago on the first day of school. I was calling role as usual when it happened.
"Elisa? Elisa Winston?" I called to my class of seniors impatiently awaiting a response. I had called her name at least five times before finally someone spoke up.
"There she goes, Mr. Hillman." The voice brought my attention to the sexy caramel skinned beauty walking through my classroom door. When my eyes took in her long legs, luscious brown hair, and bountiful breasts it took everything in me not to drop my mouth and drool like a fucking idiot. She walked with the grace of a gazelle her eyes fierce like a lion. A lion just begging to be tamed...
"Sorry I'm late," she said lazily stopping in front my desk and bending in front of me giving me a clear view down her shirt. I tried like hell not to stare at the milk chocolate globes nestled into that tight private school uniform. "I had some personal stuff going on."
Her cocky tone made my dick stand at attention in my khaki pants. "Well, Ms. Winston I hope you don't think that means you can just waltz in my class whenever you want." I snapped at her. I don't even know what triggered my rude response, but I could tell my tone had caught her off guard.
"I had a good reason," she glared at me.
"Well because it's the first day I'll let it slide, but don't think because you're family founded this school that you deserve special treatment."
"I never said—"
"Please take your seat Ms. Winston." I cut her off. She huffed angrily her eyes throwing daggers my way. I felt my dick twitch again in my pants seeing how much sexier she looked when she was pissed. She took her seat next to the girl that had announced her arrival and continued to glare at me, a look of pure malice throughout the rest of class. I chose to skip the notes on the board for today due to the raging boner in my pants and instead dictated them to the class. I knew I was moving too fast, but it was all part of the test to see which students would actually attempt to keep up and which ones would zone out and watch the clock. Ellie Winston was a clock watcher.
When the bell rang the entire class nearly sprinted out the door. Well, everyone except Ellie Winston. She stormed up to my desk and slapped her hands down on it once again giving me front row seats to the sexiest show on Earth—The Ellie Winston Boob Fest. "What's your problem?" She asked, her nostrils flaring slightly as the anger rolled off her body. I looked into those hazel eyes noticing flecks of green in them making my dick throb painfully. I couldn't help but think of what those eyes would look like after fucking her senseless. What those beautifully plump pink lips would feel like wrapped around my— "Hello!"
"Huh? Oh, Ms. Winston. I'm sorry, what was the question?" I asked trying to focus.
"What's your problem, embarrassing me like that in front of the class? I know I was late but I didn't deserve that shit." Foul mouth... this girl just kept getting more and more badass by the second.
"Foul language toward a teacher. You just want to get sent to your father's office, don't you?"
